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Lauren ran over, desperately hopping for her clothes. Why was she so short? It didn't help that everyone on this boat of athletes was tall too. She felt like a child, unable to beat their stupid game! Stupid genetics! Her sister was tall and curvy. She seemed to be the only one cursed with short stature, and a lack of development in her chest.

She scrambled up to the boy who had her clothes. Grinning and staring, he raised them just out of Lauren's reach. Lauren jumped for it. As she jumped, she felt every inch of spare fat on her body, from her thighs to her stomach and her full backside most of all jiggle wildly. Her blush grew stronger. She could only cover breasts. Her crotch was exposed, despite her thighs being slammed together. She could feel the jock boy's eyes on it, and felt an electric thrill at the thought. He was looking at her exposed, naked womanhood! No boy ever had! Despite the same, the thought made her weak in the knees.

The boy kept her suit, girdle and falsies in his hand, just out of her reach. Then when she jumped and flailed her free hand again, he tossed it to someone else. A tall Italian girl Lauren vaguely recognized from all these socail events. Doubtless another one of the cheerleaders, if her tall, lean and curvy muscular body was an indication. She waved the suit in Lauren's face.

"Come and get it!" She giggled.